Look after you ~L.T~

Chapter 9

Louis POV

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I closed the door behind me as I smiled like a faggot and walked down the hallway to my car. That was a great snog, and a great bang last night, if I'm honest Billie is probably the best I've ever had.

I shove my key into my car door and start driving to macdonalds for some hangover food for Billie. It's only 7:56 but I know it will be open. Memories of me and Billie from last night flood my mind. I park my car up and walk into the takeaway, the smell of grease and chips fill my nostrils.

"What can I get you?" A young chirpy woman asks me and I can tell she's checking me out, if Billie was here she'd nock her right out.

"Um two sausage and egg mcmuffins please, ones for my girlfriend, she's really fit and I love her" I make my point about me and Billie and she gets the point to back off.

"I'm sorry did i hear that right?"

"Louis tomlinson has a girlfriend? And he loves her?" I stop dead in my tracks. Fuck. Shit. No. I turn around and see gaz and Scott smirking at me. Fuck my life. Ugh. I sure haven't missed their, drunk as fuck nights, getting high off their faces and screwing up girls.

"W...wh...what...a...are you do...ing h..ere?" I stutter.

"We're here for a college. Have you heard of eastdell college?" Gaz asks. Shit, no! That's the college we all go to. Billie. Oh no. Their gonna tell her. She's gonna find out, she's gonna leave me and never talk to me again. Why the shitting hell is this happening to me?

"You aright there mert?" Scott asks.

"Your order is ready" the blonde from the counter breaks this awkward moment. I grab the food and go to walk out the door when the worst of them comes out the bathroom.

"Leaving so soon? Tommo?" Matt has the most eye slitting smirk on his face.

"C'mon we're about to go to my flat now, join us, have a catch up." Me and Matt didn't end up on best terms, let's just leave it at that for now.

"Can't I'm busy" I reply.

"What? With that chick of yours?" Gaz grins. Great now it's all down hill from here.

"Chick hey?" Matt chimes in, the reference of Billie as a 'chick' sends chills down my spine. And Matt has a dirty look on his face of what he could do to her.

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I walk into the dusty room, filled with the smell of weed and alcohol. I take a seat on the edge of the couch and Matt and Scott join me and gaz sits on the chair opposite us.

"I really wish I would have seen that chick of yours earlier when you dropped of her 'hangover food'" Matt laughs showing his revolting yellow teeth. I shoot him a death glare but he shrugs it off.

"So. Tell me about her. Is she fit?" He's serious now.

"She's fine and yes she is" I snap.

"Got a picture?" He leans over to my phone but I flinch it away and he leans back.

"Ok sheesh calm down mert" he raises his hands in defense but I know that wasn't it. I got my phone and texted Billie about our date today.

*hey babe,date today at 1:30 i'll pick you up from your dorm x;)*

*Ok hun, cant wait,love you x;)*

*Love you too x;)*

"I'm going to the toilet" I say and stand up and it doesn't take me long to find it, I just follow the scent of piss and sick. I reach in my pocket for my phone and realise it's not there. Fuck.